with that of God in All that Is.
until in the time
of no rain you hear
beneath the dry wind's
commotion in the trees
the sound of flowing
water among the rocks,
a stream unheard before,
and you are where
breathing is prayer.
calls on our souls
not to wait any more
get ready to move
to the original home
your real home
your real birth place
is up here with the heavens
let your soul take a flight
like a happy phoenix
you've been tied up
your feet in the mud
your body roped to a log
break loose your ties
get ready for the final flight
make your last journey
from this strange world
soar for the heights
where there is no more
separation of you and your home
God has created
your wings not to be dormant
as long as you are alive
you must try more and more
to use your wings to show you're alive
these wings of yours
are filled with quests and hopes
if they are not used
they will wither away
they will soon decay
you may not like
what i'm going to tell you
you are stuck
now you must seek
nothing but the source
Nader Khalili translation
with its wheat grain, moving between huge stacks
of wheat, not knowing the abundance
all around. It thinks its one grain
is all there is to love.
So we choose a tiny seed to be devoted to.
This body, one path or one teacher.
Look wider and farther.
The essence of every human being can see,
and what that essence-eye takes in,
the being becomes. Saturn. Solomon!
The ocean pours through a jar,
and you might say it swims inside
This mystery gives peace to
and makes the road home home.
from anything that may not strengthen
your precious budding wings,
Run like hell, my dear,
from anyone likely
to put a sharp knife into the sacred,
tender vision of your beautiful heart.
We have a duty to befriend those aspects
of obedience that stand outside
of our house and shout to our reason
"oh please, oh please come out and play!"
For we have not come here to take prisoners,
or to confine our wondrous spirits,
But to experience ever and ever more deeply
our divine courage, freedom, and Light.
somewhere high in the sky, far away,
and has to descend.
It is really inside you,
in your Heart,
and the moment you effect subsidence
or merger of the mind into its Source,
grace rushes forth,
sprouting as from a spring within you.